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I’ve often wondered if my non-verbal
cerebral palsied son
dreams in colors
and/or words
he can hear clearly
but cannot himself see or say,
at least not clearly articulate.

Yet any sounds and gentle touch
we appreciate perhaps too dearly
if that is possible with D,
my wounded son.

So, I was surprised,
after twenty years of delighted wonder,
and awed last new moon night
when he shouted “Hey!” into my ear,
about one inch from his mouth
in that time of darkest sight

While I had been dreaming of stepping out
where full moon’s light
brights a mysterious pilgrimage into mysterious,
perhaps even mischievous, adventure.

My heart sparked
as D shouted Hey! miraculously
just as I was greeting moon light
splayed across our front porch,
intending to leave D behind
to walk out into Earth’s bright staged sights
while leaving him to rest in peace.

My eyes popped open.

While D slept peacefully on,
without triumphant smile or despondent frown,
although perhaps just a hint
of his mischievous shy dimple, down
toward the front of his right cheek
curling open to grace me
with a loopy grateful grin
shallow but neatly round.

Calling out
to both Sun and Rain
to thank these for their presence
and remind them of covenants
to remain in perpetual organic balance,
co-present presence,
not too hot and ultra-violet,
not too wet
and green moldy degenerate.

Calling out
in dreams of healthy new moons
and wealthy fullness, shout
resting in Advent’s
adventurous
adventuring
peaceful outback pilgrimage
into boundaries of minds
in dreaming bodies.

From onset of puberty
on through my early twenties
I had frequent flyer dreams.

Like learning to ride a bike,
I was nocturnally certain
just the right balance of body focus and mind flexibility
would lead to inevitable lift-off.

Perhaps it was not a coincidence
that the more daylight time riding my first and last red three-speed bike,
the more likely I was to invest my nightflights
in flying forward and yet flexibly floating free
to soar with stars
float and spin with the moon
looking down and back and out at EarthTribe’s AquaMarine Home,
laced with also flying cumulus fluffs of vaporous white,
as ephemeral as identity myself.

I was on my ambivalent fence
about who to watch watch the solar eclipse,
my alcoholic allies
or the designer THC corporate investors.

Wherever it was,
we read excerpts from two permaculture designers,
to get our minds ready for this great transitional event.

Robin Wall Kimmerer,
a matriarchal Elder Native American
permaculture designer and teacher
of ecofeminist political matriarchal cooperative ownership,
if there ever were such an actual RealTime person,
tells a story of two ways to harvest sweetgrass.

One eco-centered way plays WinWin
in cooperation with each grass clump’s root system,
cutting and pinching harvests
from the base of each individual sacred stalk,
while more WhiteMan-centered investors,
buyers and sellers,
play WinSome-LoseSome capital-extraction
in competition with uprooted and thrown away,
culled and harvested and wasted root systems,
ego-convex/eco-concave bilateral D/RNA-encrypted.

Meanwhile,
David Holmgren,
possibly a LeftBrain dominant ecopolitical PermaCulture Designer
and Teacher,
and Family-Householder (0)-Zone EcoRooted Mentor,
reminds us
the Turtle Island Garden of Eden,
whether as consumer or harvester
or LeftBrain dominant co-investor
seeks a proactive Left with RightBrain correlational
WinWin primal relationship,
too often LeftBrain dismissed,
marginalized,
and misinterpreted to mean
your egocentric right to harvest
any alternative WinLose way
you passively and consumer-market oriented feel
is your natural-spiritual right
for Mother Earth
as SkyWoman
to breastfeed you.

Some of us parents
and teachers,
mental health professionals
and public health ecological cooperators,
preachers and politicians,
theorists and practitioners of health giving and receiving
as slow-growing non-pathological climates
and reweaving multicultures,
need LeftBrain reminders
we are always better off and on
to let ecosystems,
reforesting root systems,
take their ecological (0)Soul
bilaterally revolving
slow-grown course.

Others prefer invitations to RightBrain ecocentering harvests,
where root systems are all cooperatively sacred potential partners,
and only competitively merely secular opportunities
for WinLose divestment,
a natural-spiritual kick in the ass
by the fear of a vengeful Patriarchal God of EgoMongering,
and/or by our natural-spiritual love of co-investing
with cooperative Matriarchal Earth,
to wake us Left with RightBrain up
to act to save our bicameral sighted selves.

These two responses to WinWin empowering ecopolitics,
over Yanged LeftBrain Prickly (A. Watts)
and our under-Yinned RightBrain Gooey (also Watts)
come to Left with Right CoLateral CoPresence
in most of us
in different times and development seasons
of our youthful spring
through mature adult harvest times,
back toward (0)Soul bilateral origins of Design.

Permacultural development of forests and families
with Eden-WinWin ecopoliticians and parents,
planters and harvesters,
invest in small and great revolutionary transitions
as both interdependent ecopolitical consumers
and co-responsible and eco-authoritative
therapeutic producers of polycultural health outcomes.

PolyPathology is the ecopolitics of how these two are
and are not
equivalent normative-descriptive
and ethical-prescriptive
positive WinWin values
and notnot double-binding LoseLose disvalues,
empathic trusts and anti-pathic distrusts,
with multiculturing-creolizing Tipping Points
of polypathic equilibrium in-between,
midway YangLeft and YinRight.

You can imagine how the monocultural surface and interior of both sun and moon
appear and sound and feel,
hot and cold and airless.

But,
can you imagine how the multicultural surface and color-drenched soils of Earth
would so miraculously appear
and longingly sound
and polypathically feel
green and blue and ultra-violet,
dark and light,
neither too hot or cold or airless to survive
and potentially thrive,
as regeneratively viewed from either sun or moon?

If so,
then you,
like any creature capable of seeing both sun and moon,
and imagining how Earth’s regenerativity would feel fertile by comparison,
are well on our way of reweaving healthier cooperative climates
of polypathic WinWin consciousness.

What might be your perfect way
to awake with joy and gratitude each morning
within this new day
of opportunity and mourning?

For me,
this morning’s epiphonic awakening
into Beloved Paradise,
would open my eyes to a full bright winter moon
shining through my bedroom window
greeting pale yellow dawn
fading starlit sky of not quite night.

To awake fully conscious
I am more than loved
and seldom feared
or cause for anger,
if only because I am,
as are all Earth’s re-creations,
reborn Full Moon’s eco-fertile nurturing love,
and reverse-time elliptical fear of climatic Ego death
into EcoLife’s Full Moon Climax,
and pouty dual-dark transparent Absence,
of full bilateral revolving Moon’s regenerate-therapy light
day, transparent-linked with night’s transition dreaming
drenched in Full Moon’s light,
realizing I have another hour
before that fearful angry alarm goes off,
and I once again wake up to Business As Usual
EgoLeft, too-Yang dominant to remember
Full Moon’s designing bright
flowing time’s self-promoting dreams as Love
defined-deduced-reduced by DualDark Absence.